The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 138 Black Ghosts Know the Law (Subscribe)

Back to West Kowloon.

After going out for a few hours, Zhou Yu first went to check on the situation of the nigger. Now the nigger is a treasure, and there is no room for loss.

Wei Shile arranged a team of two to keep an eye on it, to prevent someone from going to the toilet and so on. It was all right to think about it. When Zhou Yu went, it was Agui and Li Zhanfeng who watched.

Originally, Zhou Yu bought some cups of milk tea at the door and brought them to them. After all, people are guarding in the detention center, which is very miserable, just like being in jail.

As a result, when I arrived, I saw, good guy, he was very good at having fun, and the two were sitting in a cell next to the nigger, playing poker while sitting there.
"Head."

Seeing Zhou Yu coming, the two stood up and greeted each other, feeling a little embarrassed as if they were being caught.

Zhou Yu smiled, and put the milk tea on the bed: "That's all, all right, you guys continue, as long as you don't delay things, how about it?"

"There's nothing wrong with anything else, except that the guards at the gate don't look right at us."

A Gui smiled wryly, Zhou Yu thought about it for a while, and understood that if he sent another person, it would be tantamount to saying that he couldn't trust them, and he was afraid that something would happen to them, so I don't blame them for thinking too much.

Zhou Yu waved his hands and comforted him, "No matter what you do, it can be done, and everything else is trivial. Besides, if something goes wrong, their clothes will have to be stripped clean. You guys need to be more careful. , they should actually thank you, and you should be regarded as a good person, and you will not repay your kindness."

A Gui nodded very approvingly: "The boss is the boss, the state of speaking is different. We are actually lightening the burden for them."

Li Zhanfeng drifted over and looked at him with a sycophant's eyes, that's not what you said when you were playing cards just now.
Zhou Yu smiled after hearing this, and glanced at the nigger next door, who was asleep, and slept soundly in broad daylight.

So he is the boss, and the speed of mentality adjustment is still very good.

"Okay, don't be a cat, it's almost time for dinner, go out for some activities, I'll watch for a while, and replace me after you finish eating."

"Sir, there's no need for it, you can go to work, we can change the meal."

Ah Gui is still more concerned about the difference in status with Zhou Yu, the time spent together is not too long, and he hasn't explored Zhou Yu's temper much enough, unlike Wei Shile, who doesn't care much about being more casual.

Zhou Yu waved his hand casually: "It's okay, I'll chat with him, and you guys have been nesting all afternoon, go out and get some air."

"Yes, sir, um, boss, can you help him bring food?"

"bring."

The two left in response, Zhou Yu called the guard and opened the door.

"Nigger, how's your sleep?"

The black ghost didn't fall asleep, but just closed his eyes and fell asleep there. When Zhou Yu came in, he stopped pretending and sat up directly, leaning his back against the wall on the bed, with one leg hanging naturally and the other stepping on it .

"How does Sir Zhou take care of you?"

Zhou Yu handed over a cup of milk tea and smiled: "The silk stocking milk tea just out of the oven tastes good."

"so good?"

The nigger raised his eyebrows, and took it half-heartedly. He hasn't explained anything yet, and there's still milk tea to drink?

After thinking about it, I felt happy, could it be that the kid in front of me couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to make meritorious service in exchange for news?

Zhou Yu sat down, sitting next to the black ghost.

"Nigger, what about your business, I thought about it, I can try to speak up for you." Zhou Yu observed his reaction, and continued: "I can also speak good words for you, although I don't have much hope, but With my mediation, there is still a chance."

The nigga didn't believe it, and squinted at him: "Is there such a cheap thing?"

Zhou Yu smiled: "Of course it's not such a cheap thing, you need to pay something."

"What? Money?"

Zhou Yu rolled his eyes and sneered: "I wouldn't ask you for money now, but if I ask you for it now, if you bite me back, I won't be able to reason."

The nigga thought about it for the same reason. He thought about it for a while, so what else should Zhou Yu worry about?
"Just tell me, what do you want?"

Zhou Yu looked at him with a smile: "You are inside now, and the drugs outside are useless. Where is your warehouse?"

The black ghost was startled suddenly, then relaxed, and looked at Zhou Yu like he was crazy, and he laughed angrily.

"Sir, don't you? I'll tell you the warehouse, and you'll charge me with drug possession later. You'll think I don't understand the law."

Hey, it's a pity, the nigger actually understands the law, Zhou Yu shook his head.

"Nigger, that's not how the law interprets it. Now it's just the two of us. If this incident comes out of this door, you don't have to admit it. You're not at the warehouse. What does it have to do with you if there are drugs outside? The judge won't believe a warehouse if you say it belongs to you nigga."

"Unless you set up the warehouse in your home, that's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." Zhou Yu spread his hands.

The black ghost looked at him quietly: "Do you want to take it for yourself, or do you want to make meritorious deeds?"

"Make meritorious service." Zhou Yu shook the milk tea: "You use something useless as an exchange, you can be good to me, isn't that the case."

"The batch of goods in the warehouse, there are hundreds of them sold, are you not interested?"

"I'm tempted, how can I not be tempted by money, but this kind of money is too hot, I'm not interested."

The nigga shook his head, and returned to his indifferent look: "Forget it, just put the thing there and wait for it to get moldy. You asked me to hand it over. It's not that I'm reluctant, I can't trust you."

Zhou Yu is not in a hurry either. The warehouse is usually tighter than his wife's. It's normal to be defensive, but he won't give it a good face.

"Nigger, make it clear that if the deal fails, you will be imprisoned for life whether you hand it over or not!"

"...If you sincerely want to go out early and don't hand over something, how can I have the nerve to talk to my superiors, and you can talk to the Department of Justice as a condition for other news, but drugs will never be put on the surface Yes, worthless, think about it carefully."

The amount of drugs can only be used as a unit for measuring the sentence. It is impossible for you to hand over ten kilograms of drugs to the Department of Justice, and the Department of Justice will commute your sentence.

Zhou Yu put down his words and was ready to leave. He was telling the truth.

It's just a warehouse, and it's most likely a rented unit. The lessee's name is definitely not his nigger, so it's useless to find out. You can't sue the nigger, and the suspect benefits belong to the defendant.

But what he wants is just the start of the transaction. Once the transaction starts, the nigger's inner defense will be opened, saving time.

"Okay! I can give you things, but how do I know if you're playing tricks on me? What if you didn't talk to your boss?"

The black ghost wanted to understand the truth, but he was still a bachelor, but he just stared at Zhou Yu closely. It was not easy to make this decision.

Zhou Yu turned around and looked at him amusedly: "Do you think you have a choice?"

(End of this chapter)